Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 29

~Twenty Nine~

"I miss my best friend." I cried once more. What if I never get him back? What if he completely forgets about me?

"I know you do. We all miss the old Marcel, trust me. Mum hates it, and Gemma hates Joanna, once they find out they haven't ended things he'll be in a heap of trouble. Just give it time okay? He'll come to realize that you are his and he is yours."

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The bell rang and I couldn't concentrate much. I kept getting these looks from the guys around me, and it made me feel nothing but uncomfortable. To think that no one really looked at me until now makes my heart shatter. It makes me feel as if this is the only way to catch a mans attention. Its discriminating really, the fact that they'll ignore me if I'm dressed up in jeans and a regular shirt yet they'll look at me as if I'm the center of the universe when I'm dressed like this. I hate it, why should i dress like this if they wont even accept me when I'm comfortable?

"Excuse me?" I looked up from my desk to see a set of beautiful hazel eyes. "I was wondering if this was Mrs. Scott's room. I'm new here, and I don't really know where to go." The mysterious boy had glasses on, but his eyes were still bright. He was wearing a Captain America shirt, and by his accent I knew he wasn't from here.

"Oh, yeah. It is. She should be here in a few minutes." I replied and continued to look down at my book.

"Well, is this seat taken?"

"No, I don't think so. You can sit if you want." I gestured to the empty stool beside me.

"Thank you..."

"Amie." I smiled back at him as he took his seat.

"Thank you Amie. I'm Ashton by the way. Nice to meet you. "

We talked for about 5 more minutes before Mrs. Scott came in.  I learned a lot about my new friend. He was quite the talker and his laugh was more than contagious. Every story he told ended up in a laugh and he reminded me of another person I knew, more specifically Niall. I had a feeling he and Ashton would grow to be great friends. The other good thing about him, was that he let me get my mind off of everything, and I was very grateful for it.

"So I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch because you're the only person here who seems to like the new kid." He let out another laugh. "But I mean if not it's cool. I could always sit in the toilet stall like in Mean Girls."

"Don't be ridiculous!" I laughed along with him. "I think my friends would like you. You could sit with us if you'd like."

"Yeah, thanks."

We made our way through the halls and finally made our way to the cafeteria. I quickly spotted Niall and the rest of the boys conversing like maniacs. Yeah they'll like each other. I thought as I heard what their conversation was about.

"Hey boys. This is Ashton, he's new here and I wanted to know if he could sit with us today?" I shyly asked. All eyes were on me as I spoke, and I knew they were shocked by my appearance, the only one unfazed was Harry so he spoke up.

"Yeah, why not." He pushed out another chair for him to sit at while I sat next to my so called boyfriend. "What's your name again?"

"Ashton, you are?"

"Harry. That's Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn." He pointed to each boy as he spoke.

"Nice to meet you all. So Amie tells me you all like to have a laugh, especially you Niall. That's good because I'm a funny guy." He spoke swiftly. Ashton kept the conversation going with endless stories and just random things that popped up in his head. Truth be told he made lunch exciting, and they all seemed to agree as various chokes of laughter were heard throughout the table. It was a great time until a certain person came to sit beside us.

"Hey guys." A murmur causes us to all turn our heads.

"Hello!" Ashton waves and smiles at Marcel as if they're best friends. "I'm Ashton and you are?"

"Marcel... You new here?"

"Yeah, moved here last weekend. So you and Harry are brothers?"

"What makes you say that?" Harry quickly intervenes.

"Well, for one you two look exactly the same, but it could be time to get me some new glasses."

I tried to hide a laugh but failed when I caught a pair of green eyes looking at me.

"We are brother's." He said without breaking eye contact. "We were really close, but something happened." His eyes molded into mine, making sure to emphasize each word he spoke.

"Yeah, sadly." He placed his hand on mine as he continued to speak. "This looks good on you." He whispered in my ear, loud enough for Marcel and the entire table to hear. "Don't you think Marcel?"

I saw his eye twitch, and his fist clench as Harry spoke. "Yeah... You look great Amie.." His eyes were still on me as he spoke. "You look different... A nice different. I hope my brother's treating you well."

I sat there, completely mesmerized by his eyes as he spoke. I should have said something but I couldn't, or wouldn't. Harry nudged me on the shoulder, bringing me back to reality.

"Oh, y-yeah he is. I hope Joanna's treating you well..."

"She is... We just had another session." His face held complete seriousness, but his eyes told me other wise. 

"If you came over here to tell us about your sex life, just leave." Zayn interrupted. "We don't want to here it, and you're just wasting your time."

"Actually, I wanted to ask Amie's babysitter if I could talk to her in private." He finally let my gaze fall and looked at Harry.

"I'm not her babysitter, I just treat her better than you do." He smoothly remarked. "But, no you may not talk to her at all. You can leave now."

Marcel looked at me as if wanting me to help him, but I didn't know what to do. I was to act normal and not anxious but I really wanted to see what he had to say, but I couldn't give him the upper hand, so I just sat there.

"Well the tension is getting a bit nerve racking. Ashton mind accompanying me to get lunch?" Niall got up and walked off.

"Marcel, man let's go for a walk yeah?" Louis got up and practically dragged him out to the hallway.

Louis' POV

"What did I tell you?" I smacked him on the head. "You're acting like a completely twat and none of us like it. How about you get your mind out of the gutter, and go back to how you were before."

"You know why I cant."

"No, I know why you wont. You can still look like this, but be the same old Marcel we know and love. Your brother was so excited to have you by his side, but now you act as if we're below you, and as if you don't know us."

"What am I supposed to do! It's not like she likes me. You see how she is with Harry. She changed her entire wardrobe for him!" 

"She did it for you, you ninny. The poor girls in love with you, but you're to blind to see it. They're together to make you jealous." I let out a much needed breath.

"W-what?"

"Oh don't act like you didn't know." He still stood there with his eyes wide,and his mouth agape. "Look, I'll talk to Harry alright. Come on." I led him back through the doors.

"She really likes me-" He stopped mid sentence and froze once he saw the scene in front of him.

"Mar-"

"Don't." He was on the verge of tears. "Thanks for making me believe in something I knew would never happen." He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked out with tears on the brink of his eyes.

"Marcel! I didn't know-" He walked away right as his brother and the girl of his dreams separated their lips.

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I hate that i lied about updating quickly. Sorry but I will TRY to do it once a week for now one. :) but hopefully more than once

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-Sam